You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Light snow was blowing one after another, spreading out a soft whiteness.

Shen Qingze tucked into the rabbit velvet around his neck, passed by the peach blossom grove in the shallow house, and eagerly broke off a peach branch that was wrapped in light snow.

He entered the door against the wind and snow, shook off the thin snow and coldness on his body at the door, rubbed his hands and walked into the back room.

Lu Qianchuan was discussing with several juniors about the Sword Discussion Conference to be held at Wanlingzong in the spring.

Shen Qingze coughed lightly, and slowly walked to Lu Qianchuan's side.

Pei Churan gave him a white look: "It's too much for people who come late to show off like this."

Shen Qingze let out a "hey", and was about to use the words of a sage to discipline this junior, regardless of age, when Lu Qianchuan picked up the white jade jug on the table, and stuffed his mouth with a glass of wine: "Punish yourself tonight!" .”

Shen Qingze liked his peach blossom stuffing so much, he took it in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Senior brother treats me better."

After drinking a glass of wine, his body really warmed up. He took off his cloak and put it aside, leaned against the table and said, "What are you talking about?"

Yan Mingshu continued: "Speaking of these few months, we should take advantage of these months to rectify the surrounding area, so as not to have the same situation as last time in Xuecheng."

Shen Qingze clapped his hands: "It makes sense."

He presented the peach branch he folded casually in front of Yan Mingshu with both hands: "Beauty has a kind heart and a sweet mouth, but she is not talented. Only a branch of Luoxuehan peach can be given as a gift. Don't dislike a beauty who treats you lightly."

Yan Mingshu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly glanced at Lu Qianchuan, and shook her head with a smile.

Shen Qingze felt sad, and handed the peach branch to Sun Youlan's eyes, staring at this little junior sister who did not eat fireworks.

Sun Youlan: "Oh."

The rest of the junior sisters huddled together, teasing softly.

Shen Qingze shook his head in regret, twisted his wrist, and handed the peach branch to Lu Qianchuan accurately.

Shen Qingze: "Peach blossoms are gifted to beauties, senior brother is so beautiful, charming, and elegant, he will definitely not dislike me..."

Lu Qianchuan glanced at Taozhi expressionlessly, then cast a cold glance at Shen Qingze's calm and composed demeanor, and said coldly, "Copy the door rules ten times, and hand them over to me before tomorrow night."

Shen Qingze: "Okay."

In an instant, he wilted from a ostentatious peacock to a quail who dared not groan, and sat beside Lu Qianchuan with his shoulders shrunk.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Amidst the laughter, two junior sisters discussed in a low voice: "This is due to the absence of the second senior brother."

"Yes, if Second Senior Brother was here, he would have thrown Senior Brother Shen out by the collar."

All the people in the room had sharp eyes and ears, and they caught even the smallest voice. Shen Qingze glanced nervously at Lu Qianchuan's face, and coughed softly.

Lu Qianchuan didn't distinguish between emotions and anger, and was colder than Bai Xue outside the window: "Continue."

The two junior sisters knew that they had said something wrong, so they all shrank their necks and moved behind Yan Mingshu, and the voice in the room fell down for a moment.

After hearing what Shen Qingze had seen and heard at the foot of the mountain, Lu Qianchuan frowned and said, "Hongyanzhuang?"

Shen Qingze said: "Yes, it's not far from Gu's Village, and it's a little bigger than the surrounding villages. Every now and then, there will be a big market, and the surrounding villagers will go to buy and sell things."

Pei Churan blinked: "Isn't this normal?"

Shen Qingze: "That was before. I rarely see a market there recently. Compared with the bustle before, it seems to be much more desolate and deserted."

Several people looked at each other, and Yan Mingshu frowned slightly: "It's probably the severe winter, everyone doesn't want to go out of the house, and it's normal for the street to be a bit depressed."

Shen Qingze shook his head: "Although it's freezing cold and there's not even a bird singing, but the twelfth lunar month is coming soon, no matter how poor people are, they should come out and buy new clothes for their children. How could it be like this? Every family is huddled in There is no popularity in the house or on the street."

Hearing what he said, Lu Qianchuan's blood rushed to his head one by one, and his heart beat fast.

In the original text, after Mo Chenyuan came back, the place where Mo Chenyuan showed his face for the first time was Hongyan Manor!

Although there is still a year and a half before he came out of the dead zone in the original text, the plot has long been changed beyond recognition. Lu Qianchuan is almost sure that the change in Hongyanzhuang must be related to Mo Chenyuan.

He is out!

There was a faint heat in his eyes, and Lu Qianchuan couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. Just the moment this thought appeared in his mind, he had the urge to cry with joy.

For three and a half years.

He went from suffering from insomnia all night at the beginning to being able to get used to falling asleep without another human being saying good night before going to bed; from being so busy that he forgot to eat without being reminded, to being able to sit at the dining table by himself and stare at the dishes on the table in a daze.

Just when he thought he was about to adapt to this solitary life again, the person who disturbed all the rhythms of his life reappeared quietly.

He announced to everyone without any hesitation: "I will go to Hongyan Manor to check it out myself."

Shen Qingze, who was presenting facts and reasoning with his fellow juniors and younger sisters, paused, and together with the others looked at him like he was watching a ghost.

In the silence, only he said dryly with a complicated expression: "Brother, although I said it very seriously, but...it's not to the point where you go down the mountain yourself..."

The corners of Lu Qianchuan's brows and eyes were stained with joy, much fresher than the ice sculpture beauty just now, and he was full of vitality all of a sudden.

His glazed pupils were shining brightly, and he insisted: "It's okay, you are busy on the mountain first, I will take a look and return."

As he spoke, he handed the jade pendant symbolizing the disciple in charge directly to Shen Qingze, with an expression of "I trust you so much".

Shen Qingze: "..."

Help, he still has ten rules to write.

Fang Shinuo silently watched the elder brother's face suddenly brighten, and his heart moved slightly.

He seems to know something.

When everyone was thinking about how to tactfully persuade the elder brother who had made up his mind to go, he sat up slightly and said solemnly: "I can go with the elder brother."

Shen Qingze gave Lu Qianchuan a flowery smile, and slowly turned his head to look at Fang Shinuo, the smile on his face almost cracked.

It's not enough to walk a pillar, even those who can help a lot. Is this going to exhaust him to death?

Shen Qingze was very tired, his handsome face was wrinkled into a white bun, and he said angrily, "I think you can think about it again."

Lu Qianchuan didn't have the mood to think about it, so he stood up straight away, and was about to walk out: "I'm going to tell the suzerain, Shi Nuo, get ready, we'll leave immediately."

Shen Qingze: "..."

He looked at Fang Shinuo pitifully, hoping that his junior brother could say a few words for him. Faced with his pleading eyes, Fang Shinuo stood up very unnaturally, amidst Shen Qingze's expectations, he behaved in a well-behaved manner. Answer: "Yes."

Shen Qingze instantly collapsed on the table.

Lu Qianchuan rushed into Shao'an residence against the wind and snow, and Yan Zi'an was sitting behind the desk reading, and when he saw the big apprentice's joy in the wind and snow, he had some guesses in his heart.

For three whole years, Lu Qianchuan became more and more silent, and it had been a long time since he had seen such a lively expression from his apprentice.

Lu Qianchuan briefly explained the ins and outs, with an unconcealable eagerness in his eyebrows and eyes, Yan Zi'an had no choice but to suppress his stomach's advice, and sighed softly: "It's windy and snowy outside, wear more clothes before leaving."

Lu Qianchuan immediately responded, as soon as the front foot came in, the back foot left in a hurry.

Yan Zi'an looked at his back helplessly, and couldn't help but return to the incident three years ago, sighing: "I hope there will be no more twists and turns."

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Lu Qianchuan and Fang Shinuo landed side by side on the bluestone path of Hongyanzhuang.

Here, as Shen Qingze said, the doors and windows of every house are closed, and there is not a single person on the street.

Lu Qianchuan took off his cloak and put it on Fang Shinuo, frowning, "Why are you wearing so little?"

Fang Shinuo said embarrassingly: "I'm actually not too cold, this cloak is still senior brother..."

Lu Qianchuan said involuntarily, "Wear it."

Fang Shinuo had no choice but to smile wryly wrapped in a thick cloak: the kung fu he practiced was on the hot side, even in the coldest weather, it wasn't very cold, on the contrary, the senior brother's kung fu was on the cold side, even in the scorching summer, it was like a piece of cold jade.

But there is a kind of coldness that makes senior brother think you are cold.

He had no choice but to wrap his thick cloak and secretly think about what excuse he should find to return it to the elder brother.

The two walked forward side by side for a while, the snow on the road was getting thicker and thicker, and the dark clouds were churning, as if it was going to snow heavily.

The north wind blew the flags on the wine shop to flutter, and the sound of the wind and the hissing of the flags added a bit of weirdness to this already lonely path.

The white snow covered the blue-black ground, as if it wanted to cover up the murderous intent in the air.

When walking to the middle of the path, there was a piercing sound of piercing the air, Lu Qianchuan quickly turned around to protect Fang Shinuo behind him, Jing Xingjian's body flashed with blue light, sheathed itself, and collided with a feathered arrow that hit them in a straight line together.

The feather arrow was chopped into two pieces and broke on the ground.

The snow fell bigger and bigger, and with the wind, it turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, disturbing people's vision.

Lu Qianchuan frowned and looked around, Jing Xing issued a threatening threat in mid-air, and Fang Shinuo took out the spiritual weapon Qingyu under the cover of Lu Qianchuan and the cloak.

It was a square jade seal, a lifelike green dragon soared above the seal seat, Fang Shinuo stimulated his spiritual power, and the whole jade seal shimmered in deep purple.

At the same time as the light flashed, the blue dragon that seemed to be about to soar into the clouds suddenly changed its direction. The dragon's head pointed at the position in front of the two people's right. shoot out.

Almost at the same time that the purple light flew out, Jing Xing's blue light flashed, and followed the imperceptible purple light to stab straight ahead to the right.

The sound of blood gushing out shook the silence that Snow White had concealed.

An ominous scarlet flowed from the snow-capped ground, the pretense of emptiness was torn apart by the howling north wind, and a burst of chattering demonic language rang out in the surroundings one after another. Lu Qianchuan and Fang Shinuo stood back to back, intently on guard.

Many demons appeared in the surrounding area one after another.

Lu Qianchuan looked at the crimson tokens pinned to each of them's waists, and the excitement in his heart rose higher and higher with the surging white snow.

Red Blood Token.

A logo that will only be available to those who are loyal to the new monarch of the Demon Race.

It's really him!

All the demons raised their weapons towards the two people in the middle of the road, their faces were full of ferocious and insolent smiles, and their eyes gleamed, like a group of wild wolves who had been buried for a long time and finally found their prey.

Jing Xing broke through the wind and snow and came out quickly.

This was a signal to fight, and a circle of demons didn't back down anymore, holding their weapons high, shouting words that Lu Qianchuan couldn't understand, and rushed towards the two of them like wasps.

Suddenly, a spirit sword shining red light flew out from nowhere, and collided with Jing Xing in mid-air, and the clear buzzing sound of metal joining shocked everyone present.

The awe-inspiring crimson sword light intertwined with the cool water-blue sword light, condensing into a ball without retreating.

Under the shroud of light, a person with black hair and black hair, red eyes are coquettish and cold, and the whole person is like a black flame blooming in the depths of hell.

The pace is light, stepping on the snow.